"To-morrow it will be mine. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. ” There came a silence again. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. “But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?” “I have been thinking while you have been talking. Time enough to do so when she has her affairs settled—if she can settle them. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. ” “You’re leaving, aren’t you?” He accused. " "Queer birds. I wouldn’t even have to use very much gasoline.
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